The door lock clicked open, startling Mrs. Hudson as she walked by. When the door swung open, she found a giggling Sherlock Holmes and Molly Hooper.

"Oh Sherlock, darling! Where have you been? I was worried that you might have gotten lost…" Mrs. Hudson greeted him as she gave him a quick pat on the chest. "Molly must have found you and helped you home…" Both Sherlock and Molly glanced at each other before breaking into another set of giggles.

"He was as lost as a puppy, Mrs. Hudson. You should have seen him. The moment I found him, he was so elated," Molly joked (though Mrs. Hudson was quite gullible).

Sherlock rolled his eyes and nudged her with his hip playfully. "Behave…" he scolded with a smile before turning to Mrs. Hudson. "I apologize if I worried you… I know that I am known to forget things but I assure you that I was only working a little later than usual at the hospital," he informed her when he was able to suppress his laughter.

Mrs. Hudson gave him an expression that said "If you insist…" before she began to head to her own flat. Before she could get to far, Sherlock called up to her.

"Oh, Mrs. Hudson?" She turned to look at him from the stairs, watching him help Molly out of her jacket. "I would like it very much if you were to help me with something in my flat. John is a complete dunce when it comes to making your brilliant tea… And I don't want to bother Mary too much."

"Oi, sounds like the maniac has arrived…" came a voice from the hallway.

"John… I was just telling Mrs. Hudson how you are a disappointment with the art of tea-making," Sherlock informed him. John stuck out his tongue like a child before turning to Mrs. Hudson (too quickly for him to catch Sherlock repeating the same childish gesture with his own tongue).

"I was just about to come find you, Mrs. Hudson. Apparently, Sherlock got to you before I did," he told her. "You wouldn't mind, would you? I do have some things to give you."

Mrs. Hudson grinned. "Anything for my lovelies!"

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Mrs. Hudson brought in the tray of tea into the common room. John typed from his computer; he and Sherlock talking about random subjects here and there. Molly sat with Sherlock on his armchair, her legs stretched over his as she was situated in the small space that he left empty for her. She wasn't really paying attention to what was on the telly at the moment. She adored listening to Sherlock and John. They had such a pure friendship and she felt lucky that she could witness it. Mary came out from John's old bedroom which Sherlock had turned into Sophie Watson's unofficial room.

Mrs. Hudson laid the tea on the coffee table in front of the sofa before distributing saucers.

They all thanked her and settled back where they were. Molly (as inconspicuously as possible) balanced the tea cup and saucer in her lap with her right hand. Her left hand moving to run through Sherlock's hair. Sherlock in response, smirked. He knew what she was up to…

The moment that something happened on the telly that was of some interest, Sherlock let out a chuckle, catching John's attention. John looked up from his computer, his table situated just a few feet from the chair… Just close enough to notice something new.

He narrowed his eyes for a second before they widened again. "Molly?"

"Hm?" she asked as she stopped her hand and let it rest across the back of the chair.

"Is that… New?" he asked.

"Yes."

"What is it?" Mrs. Hudson asked from her spot. She was unable to see the ring.

Mary gave a nod. "I see it too. It's a ring, Mrs. Husdon."

"What for?" she asked. Mary however seemed to have caught on (quicker than the rest as usual) and she attempted to hide her smile by taking a long drink of tea.

"A ring, John. On her left ring finger. A diamond mounted on a gold band. Deductions are quite helpful, however, these are quiet elementary, my dear Watson…" Sherlock said quickly. Mrs. Hudson's eyes grew wide but she remained silent. John turned in his chair.

"Hold on… So, you are saying-"

"Yes…"

"And you asked her?"

"Yes…"

"Tonight?"

"Yes."

John beamed from ear to ear. Sherlock mimicked the smile before announcing: "Molly and I are getting married…"

John, Mary and Mrs. Hudson jumped up from their chairs in a flash, both pretty much throwing themselves at the couple in the chair. Sherlock pushed the awning to allow Mrs. Hudson to shower him and Molly in kisses while John chuckled in disbelief from his table. Mary admired the ring on Molly's finger.

When Mrs. Hudson stepped back and excused herself to dry her eyes, the room became quiet. Sherlock moved himself and Molly so he could see his friend behind him. John sat, completely content; shaking his head in disbelief.

"You did well, buddy…" he told him. Sherlock gave him a grin before looking at Molly. When he saw her dazed look, his smile fell.

"What?"

"They never knew… Not even the slightest?"

Sherlock looked at John. "I'm as surprised as you were, Molly."

Mary made a gesture of surrender before adding: "I may be trained to pay attention to detail but I'm retired and I'm a mother so I am enjoying the surprise myself." Sherlock looked back at her.

"Is there something wrong with that?"

"No! Of course not… Dear God, no. Sherlock. You're brilliant!" she cried before capturing his lips with her own. "The great Sherlock Holmes… Proposed to me… Ordinary Molly Hooper."

Sherlock gave her a sweet grin before moving a strand of hair from her face; tucking it behind her ear. "You're not ordinary, Molly. You are extraordinary. Amazing…"

John grinned at the new engaged couple before stirring. "I'll leave you two. Mary and I need to get the little one home," he told them before disappearing into his old room. He reappeared holding his sleeping three year old and joined his wife at the door. Before he was gone, he turned to them once more. "Oh, and Sherlock… Hands to yourself."

John turned on his heel and left a pouting Sherlock on his chair with his giggling fiancee.

Well, if you haven't noticed, I have gone back and started some changes for the story. Mostly updating for continuity.

-Ellie